Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

After a moment of silence, when he came to his senses, the little girl had already taken all the candy from his hand, held it in her arms, and wrapped it in her clothes.

Then it circled him twice, seemingly to see if there were any other candies.

"You little brat, you're so young and you're already lying to people instead of learning good things."

Snapped!

A resounding slap landed.

That round, chubby smiling face suddenly seemed to be in a dazed state.

Then, the smile slowly disappeared, and the chubby little mouth began to droop.

She burst into tears.

But her little hands still clung tightly to the candy wrapped in her clothes, refusing to let go.

Tears streamed down my face.

However, those were not tears, but transparent beads formed from condensed tears.

With a wave of his hand, the bead flew into his hand.

He examined it carefully, but was puzzled again. The bead was completely transparent, and there seemed to be a white light flowing inside, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing there.

Holding it in your hand, it feels light and weightless.

Is this the currency used for transactions at Yuelai Inn?

The little girl burst into tears, crying that she hadn't lied, and then ran away clutching the candy.

With a wave of his hand, five or six beads flew into his hand.

They are different sizes, but the same color.

He tried to infuse it with his true essence, but to his surprise, the teardrop instantly lit up and disappeared.

I tried another one, but the color it lit up was different from the previous one.

One is white, and one is red.

What on earth is this?

Before I could even react, the little girl had already run far away.

But no more beads fell.

It seems that the number of tears each person can shed is limited.

When he came to his senses, he saw that Ju Zi and Ye Liuli were both staring at him strangely.

The look in their eyes seemed to say, "Why are you doing such inhuman things?"

I vaguely remember that the day I first checked into the Yuelai Inn, he was also a young girl.

Wait a minute, Orange's expression suddenly changed slightly.

"Young master, that little girl just now, is the one you beat up outside the Yuelai Inn!"

Ju Zi's words made him suddenly realize the truth.

But when he turned around, there was no trace of the little girl.

Chapter 69 [A Severed Hand]

The City of Daughters is eerie in every way.

People are strange, and so are events.

The little girl just said that rain is red...

He remained silent and continued walking forward.

The streets gradually became more vibrant with flowers, and more people started to gather.

However, he inexplicably felt somewhat out of place.

All of this feels somewhat unreal.

Ju Zi clung tightly to his sleeve, refusing to let go.

There were women all around, and not a single man in sight.

As he continued walking, he was suddenly drawn to a noisy sound.

"Welcome, sir/madam, to come up and have some fun."

Brothel?

Fan Zui's lips twitched slightly.

Even the capital of daughters has places like this?

Are there any customers?

The scent of rouge powder is generally the same for everyone.

He used to frequent brothels, so he was very familiar with them.

This brothel, named Hongxiuzhao, is located on a bustling street corner and is an exquisite building.

The red walls stand tall, with the words "Red Sleeves" written in gold on them.

The staircase winds its way up to the private rooms on each floor.

The brothel's exterior was magnificent and elegant, decorated with carvings and scrolls, exuding a strong "literati atmosphere".

Out of curiosity, he stepped inside, and a melodious guqin tune echoed in his ears.

The air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood incense. The courtesan, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, made a soft rustling sound on the wooden floor with her brocade shoes.

Laughter and chatter filled the air, both upstairs and downstairs. Colorful silks shone brightly, and elegant clothes adorned the scene.

The porcelain bottle held a bottle of fine wine, and the table was laden with delicious food.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the exquisitely beautiful and luxurious environment.

Inside the brothel, men and women of all kinds chatted and drank merrily at mahogany tables.

The elegantly dressed women gracefully raised their slender hands, their sleeves fluttering in the breeze.

The singer's melodious voice stirred people's hearts, and the graceful dance moves were captivating.

The customers were all women.

That's not surprising, but he was wondering if they would offer that kind of service here.

In the city, women in those shady industries will tell you to hurry up and not delay her business.

In the ancient world of cultivation, the women of the Hehuan Sect would tell you to move faster and use more force.

However, when you arrive at the brothel in this city of women, the courtesan will ignore you.

Everyone is doing what they like, seemingly without disturbing each other.

Suddenly, he saw two beautiful women embracing and kissing passionately.

After a brief stroll and leaving behind two teardrops, he departed.

It's impossible to go in and play.

This place is too eerie; it's best not to get too involved.

I've been to restaurants, brothels, and riverside places; everything is just like the outside world.

The only difference is that there isn't a single man in sight here.

There were no men's clothes or other items available.

Although curious about how they reproduce and satisfy their physiological needs, it's best not to delve too deeply into it.

After walking around for a while, Fan Zui finally understood that the gazes directed at him were not out of curiosity or attraction towards men.

Instead, they found it strange.

I think he's a monster.

Because his existence was different from all of them, what else could he be but a monster?

When everyone else is wrong and you are the only one who is right, then you are also wrong.

In the eyes of these women, he, this strange man, was actually a woman.

It just looks strange.

He also discovered a problem: none of the women here could cultivate themselves; they simply lived like ordinary people.

However, they lived to an alarmingly long life.

Some people, though just ordinary people, have lived for thousands of years.

Yet it still looks as smooth and radiant as a young girl in her late teens.

Upon careful reflection, it seems that only four people have been able to confirm that this "oddball" is actually a man.

The owner of Yuelai Inn, and the three girls.